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"The amulets have limited magical power in them." Ava began once everyone had seized an amulet. "They do not rely on your magical skill. To use them, you simply need to both be in danger and touch it. The amulet will sense your desire and attack the force for you." She paused, lifting the lone amulet left behind.

"There are two types of amulets that do not attack. One creates a brief barrier that can not be penetrated for five seconds, and the other can heal minor wounds. You can tell which amulet does what by--" She paused, again, tapping the sole amulet and muttering faintly under her breath. The amulets each glowed a bright white before changing from their usual silver to a brand new color. "-- their color."

[Note: Look below and compare the number you RNGed to the number here. You will find the element and color of your amulet here.]
1. Red = Fire magic
2. Blue = Water magic
3. Yellow = Electric magic
4. Soft blue = Wind magic
5. Pink = Healing magic
6. Purple = Barrier magic
7. Red = Fire magic
8. Blue = Water magic
9. Yellow = Electric magic
10. Soft blue = Wind magic

"They will not activate unless you are in trouble." Ava lifted a lone knife. "These are simple knives." She stated. "I hope we will not need to use the amulets, but this is for just in case. Please wear them and keep them on you at all times." She stepped away from the door, opening it to reveal a room that seemed far bigger than one could imagine from the size of the door. Inside it were beds, tables, shelves full of chests, a small kitchen, and another door that could be assumed went to either another massive studio or a bathroom.

"Now, we'll move into here. The door can be hidden, and the hall won't go straight into the room. It'll be safer now that they know what direction the bunker is in. I want freshlings to first begin moving in, and then we'll move to juniors, seniors, and staff." She hesitated, eyes on the fallen students. "Staff, please help me try and move those injured out of the bunker."

What to Do:
With Annabelle out of commission, Aten has stepped up to take her place and is now in charge of the freshling students. All freshlings must follow Aten to the new hiding place.

Seniors and juniors can help Aten guide the freshlings into the room, or try to help Ava and the staff with the injured individuals. Those who were bitten recently can still move about on their own, but still cannot hold their knife or amulet. At this point, it's become obvious that they will eventually face the same fate as those bitten in their escape from the attacks on the university and safehouses.

The passed out infected remain locked in their dreams- or rather, nightmares. The images they see torment them, growing worse by the minute as they seem to touch upon every deep rooted fear they possess. An ever increasing feeling of alienation rises as a theme among these dreams. Despite the onslaught, they remain mostly still. Yuki still cannot do anything for them.

The next update will be posted February 4th.

Not one to pray to the nine, either in demand or thanks (not when they weren't out of danger yet...) Astra instead squeezed at the amulet she'd been given before slipping it on, looking at the golden glow, and fancying she felt a faint, almost static-like buzz from the thing as she did so. Electricity, ironically enough, was the magic she'd found she had the most affinity with– it was practical, it was natural, and the feeling of controlling raw plasma was special indeed.

With a knife in her lap and a hand squeezed about her new charm, the sense of anticipation seemed almost unreal– kind of like the one she used to get after seeking out the cheap thrills of trick-or-treat or visiting haunted houses. "This is surreal," the junior murmured, quiet enough to maybe be missed by her companions. "There's really nothing to do but sit here, armed, is there? We're just... just waiting for these poor, tortured freaks to come and treat us all like some perverse buffet... supposing the sick don't turn on us and do that for them." Well, at least she had... a number of adults that would probably act as the first line of defense, two older boys that seemed invested in making sure that Astra didn't get hurt, and... a flitterat that seemed very much to like living in her shirt.

Louder, she spoke up, addressing the other two– hopefully to head off any criticisms at her pessimistic view. "No matter what, though, we stay together?" it was phrased less strongly than she would have liked, less like a statement and more like a plea or question. Curse her fear, and the way it welled up in her chest, pushing back against her breath and making her stomach feel like a squeezed and tightened knot.

This night couldn't be over soon enough– her sister and father couldn't find her soon enough. She hoped they were okay.

Chervil paused in administrating his first aid to listen to the instructions regarding the amulets they had all just obtained. He felt a stab of anxiety as the amulets began to reveal their abilities, then let out a small breath of relief as his glowed a soft blue, and as he clutched it in his hand, he felt an exhalation, as though the amulet was relieved as well. He felt as a dryad that he could do something substantial with wind, but if his had turned the deep ember red of fire.......that would have been awkward, to say the least. He wasn't sure if he could use such a thing, even in the most dire of emergencies, and the way they made it sound, each user might have only a limited amount of control over the power that would be unleashed. In any case, while he hoped to not use it, he was glad to have it.

He heard the plan to move into the more spacious bunker, and he remembered his little friend hiding in the boxes. Hoping that Fio hadn't done any lasting harm, he walked over to the hiding place. "They're moving us somewhere else now; won't you come out? You can come join me and my friends if you want." He then walked back to where Adalyn was resting, and nodded at Ilya. "I think we all feel the same way. It's frustrating when you want to help, but the nature of this thing is so elusive that we can only do so much. But we shall do what we can, and for me that means staying here and helping for as long as I can."

Forgot to quote you guys on my last post; sorry! OAO

Coco got up she would accept an amulet she hoped she would be able to gather enough strength to help since she was at least awake. Unlike the ones who had been bitten in the first attack. Coco was still afraid. She still got up, Vanna said they weren't going to die. So she was holding on to that hope that Vanna was right and somehow things would turn out ok. Coco sighed minor wounds, she wondered if seal her bite wound would be a good idea or a bad idea. Would it help her heal or would it seal in whatever bacteria or maybe poison had made the bitten sick and now unconscious. Coco held the yellow amulet, She wasn't sure what to do with the knife since she had little experience with them.

Baum looked down at the amulet. It had turned a yellow color. He was kind of happy it wasn’t fire. After all he had fire down pretty much being a Chimera. Yellow meant another type of magic and that meant more things in his arsenal, although he hoped that he didn’t have to use it at all. He kind of wished one of those things would just appear so that he could punch them in the face. However it would send half the… okay most of the room into a panic and no matter how much he wanted to punch them it wasn’t worth the hysteria.

He slipped the amulet on and moved back to Ms. Elf. He had really wished he gotten her name before the sickness won its battle. What would be the next step? Would they start dying? Would they start acting like a horror movie like some of the people in the bunker were saying?

He turned towards Ms. Elf’s familiar. Huh he hadn’t seen it before but then flitterats were small things. It was probably very worried as well. He wished he could tell it things would get better, but things weren’t getting better, not in the least.

Faces turned from her no matter where she looked. Adults pretending she was little more than a shadow. Being punished when she sought attention, until she effectively became the shadow they all thought of her as. All she wanted was a bit of love. A hug, maybe some encouraging words every now and then. With every turn she was only met by scorn and loneliness. Damn them all. They wanted a silent shadow, that's what they'd get. And soon they'd see there was nowhere they could hide their dirty little secrets where the shadows couldn't get to them!

Arabelle groaned softly without coming to, as one nightmare faded into another. Her fingers twitched a little and her head shifted as she curled her body slightly. Eloi shifted a little on her leg, looking up at Baum curiously. He knew something wasn't quite right, but he wasn't sure what.

She'd hoped to get a fresh start, somewhere new without all the power jockeying. But the looks she got were the same everywhere. Daydreams and Nightmares alike all looked down their noses at an Elf. Sure there were a couple people who'd been courteous, even friendly, but Arabelle was sure they were all just throwing pity at her. What were smiles and meaningless pleasantries worth, anyway? What did she have to show for any of their so-called "kindness"? As scenes from her daily life played out, Arabelle found herself withdrawing more and more, feeling that smoldering resentment always in the back of her mind, and growing.

If Eirian was honest, most of the night had gone by in a haze. They hadn't expected to be so affected by the sight of the wounds on the survivors that had entered the Academy. Turns out, they were not one for blood. The last thing Eirian vividly remembers is walking down the dark corridor to the underground bunker.

The comfort circle set up by Kirket had been nice and really allowed Eirian a chance to socialize, as they do best, but they soon found it more upsetting than anything. Eirian needed postitive energy, not more fear and sadness. So they had ducked out of the circle before the familiars had even made the rounds.

The bunker had been quiet off and on, flitterrats had been found, and a child had gone missing. Eirian had felt bad for not joining in on that adventure, but when the search party finally did arrive, they felt a little relieved that they had. Then they felt guilty for feeling relieved. Ms. Ava was obviously shaken up by what she had seen and because Ms. Annabelle was still out there. It was hard to sort out the hybrid's emotions.

Those all with injuries kept getting worse, until some started to pass out. Eirian didn't like the way their wounds were looking. There was some weird vein-y blackness spreading across their bodies. It made Eirian's skin crawl.

It came to no surprise when Ms. Ava decided to arm the older students. Eirian wasn't normally one for fighting, but they would much rather be able to protect themselves and others if need be. Eirian's magic wasn't all that good despite being half geist and they definitely weren't a healer, which might be something needed in a fight.

Once armed, they did their best to help usher the nervous freshlings into the new part of the bunker. Eirian personally felt that looked more inviting then the part they were already in. They also hoped that maybe a bed would help them sleep as they could feel their eyelids were heavy, but the fear made it hard to close their eyes.

[[ *arrives fashionably late with Starbucks* RNGing late for the amulet's color...
*snorts* I was hoping for anything but healing magic, so this figures. oh, well, let's see how this goes. Eirian appreciates the pink, at least. ]]

Hu looked down at hus amulet as it turned red, tears falling even more as hu thought more of Somansh. Yihad still wasn't sure how hu felt about her, but for sure hu cared a lot for her and liked her more than just a friend. Hu probably had a crush, but maybe it was more ", Somansh..." hus eyes began to weild even more tears, keeping hus amulet close ", I... I like her a lot. If anything happened to her to where we couldn't be together, I don't know if I could handle it."